Genshin Impact, the spear remains.

"Sigh, there are still a few missing letters."

Durov counted the letters in his hand, and the number did not match the previous missing number. Combining this with what Ying and Paimon had said, it was likely that the unopened letters had perished in the fire.

"Feel sorry...."

Although she was mentally prepared, Ying still felt guilty for not doing things well.

"No, no, no, you've done very well. It's those damned Hilichurls' fault."

Durov doesn't have the nerve to ask the person who helped him to apologize.

He waved his hands repeatedly, indicating that the two of them should not blame themselves.

"Um... Mr. Drouf, there's this one too."

Because the envelope of the letter addressed to Sister Grace was burned, Ying finally gave it to Drouet.

After receiving the letter, which clearly showed signs of burning, Dulaf quickly skimmed through its contents.

"So this is the letter."

Since it was written by him, I could roughly understand the contents after just a glance.

Dula stroked his chin and pondered for a moment.

"In that case, if you two don't mind, could you please help me deliver this letter to Sister Grace of the Church of the West Wind? The agreed-upon payment remains unchanged, how about that?"

"No problem, we won't make any mistakes in delivering the message."

Ying agreed to the task without much thought.

The main problem is that she hadn't fulfilled the client's request but still received payment from them, so she felt it was a bit too much to handle that payment.

"By the way, Mr. Drouf, aren't you going to repackage this letter?"

Holding the letter that had been handed back to her, Ying felt she should re-enclose it in an envelope.

To everyone's surprise, Dulaf shook his head immediately. "No need. It's just a message. The meaning is enough. I trust you with this."

He stared at the letter for a while, seemingly lost in thought.

A short while later.

"You still need to send the goods that the deer hunters ordered back, don't delay."

Coming to his senses, Dulaf led the two to the town's warehouse and handed them the promised Dudu Lian.

"I never expected picking up a package would take so much effort."

After Dulaf left, Paimon began to complain about the trip.

Delivering food and fighting Hilichurls, anyone who didn't know better would think the two of them were adventurers on a commission.

Dragging a bag of Dudu Lotus, Ying looked into the distance and noticed a carriage parked where she had come from before.

To ensure that the Dudu Lotuses wouldn't be damaged on the way back, Ying decided to take a carriage back.

To prevent the carriage from leaving first, the two jogged all the way there under the blazing sun.

Oh, only Ying is running; Paimon is flying.

"Huh? Quinn?"

When Ying rushed to the carriage, she discovered that the driver was Quen, the fruit seller she had seen in Mondstadt before.

He was dressed in typical Mondstadt farmer's clothes, and looked to be in his early twenties, appearing quite young.

"Oh? Isn't this the Knight of Honor? What brings you here?"

Quinn stopped carrying fruit into the car and looked at the two people in front of him.

The afternoon sun was the most intense, and in just a short while, beads of sweat appeared on the foreheads of the group.

Ying felt embarrassed to use her wind elemental power to cool herself down in front of outsiders.

"Well... it's a long story, Quen. Are you heading back to Mondstadt?"

When it comes to communicating with outsiders, Paimon is more suitable. As a guide, strong language communication skills are essential.

She floated swaying in the air, hiding under the eaves of the carriage, trying to cool herself off.

They completely forgot about their companions behind them.

However, Ying, who was already used to these things, didn't care much about them anymore. She blinked and looked at the fruit piled up next to Kun.

Apples, sunset apples, raspberries, and some other fruits she hadn't seen much of before were sorted by type and placed in boxes to the side. The words "Qingquan Town" could still be faintly seen on the boxes.

"I'm just about to bring these things back to the city. The dragon plague has lessened in the last two days, so I need to sell these seasonal fruits quickly, or it will be terrible if they're not sold by then."

Apples and the like can still be kept for a few more days, but some fruits can't be delayed any longer and must be sold in the next couple of days, even if it means losing a little money.

"Speaking of which, Beatrice gave us two apples before, saying that you were the one who gave them to her."

Although Apple had already been stuffed into his backpack, Paimon clearly hadn't forgotten those two big, red, round apples.

If she weren't in such a hurry, she would have liked to take one out and try it.

"Apples? I think that's what happened. That guy was wandering around in front of me, so I gave her the apples that used to grow near the spring in the warehouse. Anyway, we can't sell those things."

Although Quinn couldn't see anything wrong with it, just to be on the safe side, he decided to throw away all the fruit he had recently collected from the spring near Qingquan Town rather than sell it to others.

Losing money is a small matter, but if something really goes wrong, that would be bad.

"By the way, since she gave you the apple, remember not to eat it. There might be something wrong with it."

Perhaps fearing that his childhood sweetheart might be confused and hadn't explained things clearly, Quinn gave the two of them a final reminder.

"Don't worry, we won't forget!"

Paimon crossed his arms in mid-air with a hint of pride, though he didn't know what there was to be proud of.

"Mr. Quen, we'd like to travel back to Mondstadt with your carriage. What do you think?"

"Sure, no problem."

Kun En didn't take the fare from Ying's hand and waved it away indifferently.

"No need for that. I'm not in that line of work. I'm just giving someone a ride home."

In the end, Ying volunteered to help Kunen load all the fruit boxes next to the carriage onto the carriage as payment.

"Speaking of which, if it weren't for Granny's recent business dealings, there wouldn't be so few carriages traveling to and from Mondstadt these days."

On the carriage, Quen chatted with Ying and Paimon about the recent events in Mondstadt.

"Granny?"

The name was unfamiliar to the two of them; they had never heard of it before.

"Oh right, you two don't know him. He's the second-in-command of the Mondstadt Business Alliance. I don't know what he's been up to lately, hiring carriage after carriage."

In the swaying carriage, Ying and Paimon drew ever closer to Mondstadt.

When they returned to the deer hunters, two hours had passed since they set off.

"Thank you so much, please wait a moment while I prepare your meal."

Miss Sarah, the deer hunter, took Dudu Lian to the kitchen and told them to hurry up and prepare it.

"I didn't expect it to take so long. Any later and this meal would probably have become dinner."

Paimon sat to the side, bored, waiting for their Dudu Lotus Seafood Soup.

Nearly half an hour later, Sarah brought out a dish that smelled of seafood, already packaged in a bag, as Ying had instructed beforehand.

"Let's go, let's go! We're finally going back. Paimon, I'm so sleepy!"

Paimon was more concerned about his dizzy head than his hungry stomach.

Carrying a large bag, Ying led Paimon back to their temporary residence in Mondstadt.